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Mike cut something on man you know
Never let me get on nothing dawg
Man cut man cut man cut some more man
Hurry up though before tune gets back come on
Yea D5 mothaf**ka
It's Tunechi Junior b**ch
Pops let me go ahead get em one time ya
Hold up
Turn my mothaf**kin mic on
And I ain't even til the mothaf**kin light's on
This ain't a dick this a mothaf**kin python
And if it's well call me f**k Tyrone
You know what It's time for y'all niggas to sit
Big a** hoes no over bullshit
Such a slash tow my truck you ain't rich
But tell that yo side ni**a suck my dick
'Cause I got a lot of sperm if you need it sperm if you need it
Them b**ches going crazy for no f**kin reason
I beat you psy niggas up til you start bleeding
Menstrual cycle f**k it go ahead bleach em
Diarrhea I'm runnin this sh*t I'm just getting laps on
All my niggas strapped up and y'all psy niggas got strap on
B**ch we breathe these 5 stars b**ch we bleed these 5 stars
YMCMB you can come get f**ked by 5 stars
She ain't got to talk to boo I done made her stupid a** walk home
I kill a beat the back row and the yap rolled on as a mothaf**kin superdome
Okay you know I'm a f**kin beast yea I'm f**kin creep
You can get these 30 clips Tunechi wanna make a scene
Tune let me off the leis now I run the f**kin streets
2 finger in her p**sy then I tell that p**sy peace uh
It's Chuckee she say yo name Chuckee Said no my name Sydney
And she don't shed a T if you stupid that's lucky
Field bowl em fat kinda got my nose stuffin
All my niggas on gas quick trip
And all my niggas gonna blast this sh*t
See all y'all niggas doing bad as sh*t
So really I'ma act a f**kin aston ship
Truck fit on my neck
That truck mean I truck your a**
She got junk up in her trunk
I guess it's time to take out the trash
And you thought this sh*t was over
Got paper like a f**kin school folder
If her grass ain't cut get the lawnmower
Tony tell em b**ches it's Libra Gang
Vocal lessons let the Nina sing
Before I leave up out this b**ch they gonna know my f**kin name
Right man junior junior
F**k a dog b**ch I got a puma
Man these niggas p**sy stack no wonder why I was smelling tuna
Lame a** boys don't want no trouble
Psy niggas just a bunch of suckers
Smash him leave mimes you can call me a motherf**ker
Man I'm bout to ank a** and it's Shaquille she's a little teased
But big Whitney on my personal look girls hey say release
B**ch I'm leaving B I G my gun is little Cesar
If that girl don't pop it off I'll just keep right on her reef
Okay that gold pack in my pocket I'm like a rag up in a socket
And when I cop that nina nine you better not cock thuglet uh
YMB the sh*t I say damn everybody else
I be kickin girls out the condo I got a black belt
Huh big bro say it's your time ni**a
Let what the f**k the man said
Boy I body these verse that's why they cost a old man a leg
Left that coochy smoking she gonna fail her drug test
My chain on freeze call my sh*t under arrest
Go
Mike turn the mic off dawg
F**k I'm just playin around dawg
Mike cut the beat off before Tune get back
